Bjorn Yandel the Barbarian

Even when he had to open his eyes in the body of a strange barbarian and go through a coming-of-age ceremony without knowing his name, he can’t continue any accident as if his head, which worked fine, was pickled with alcohol.

The silence lasted for a while.

“….”

Misha looked up at me with eyes filled with fear but as if expecting something.

“…I see.”

A meaningless recitation that is neither positive nor negative nor questionable.

It had been a long time since he had felt so pitiful for himself that all he had spit out after a long silence was ‘I guess so’.

However, thanks to that, the hardened head began to return as usual.

‘Yes’ and ‘No’.

First of all, what I have to do now is not to choose between the two.

If what Misha just said is true.

No, since the misaligned trust is in operation, it must be true, but…

that’s why there are parts that I don’t understand even more.

“then.”

“…huh?”

“Then… why did you draw the line with me so much back then?”

It was a question that had been on my mind for a very long time.

Why did Misha push me away that day? Back then, there was room for interpretation that it was just because I didn’t like me as a man, but…

Listening to it now, it doesn’t seem like that.

“Ah… that…”

Soon, the answer to the question came through Misha’s slightly open mouth.

“That’s because I found out then that you’re an evil spirit… oh no… a player…”

“A player…?”

As I tilted my head, Misha asked cautiously.

“I heard you hate being called a demon… don’t you?”

Hmm, I’ve never thought about it, but it sounds much better on the player side than the demon.

But is this the story I heard from Lee Baek-ho?

If that’s the case, somehow I feel bad again.

“That… if you don’t like it… I won’t. I’m sorry…”

I went back to the main topic and continued the conversation.

“…Okay, what does that have to do with finding out I’m a demon? Did you think you couldn’t connect with the evil spirit apart from your liking…?”

I tried to suppress my emotions as much as I could, but did it leak out?

Misha, who heard me, screamed in fright.

“It’s not like that!”

It was to the extent that the former appearance came out of how embarrassed I was.

Misha, who raised her voice for a second, continued talking while avoiding her gaze, perhaps ashamed of her appearance.

“It’s just… it was hard to watch… that you’re weak because of me…”

“That needs a bit more explanation.”

When asked for more details, Misha explained the situation in a somewhat confused voice.

To sum it up, it was a simple story.

“So you thought it was because of you that you pretended to be doing ‘duties’, even changing appearances with Charon, and that you did it because you thought those actions weren’t helping me? Maybe someday you’ll get your identity revealed?”

“Eh…”

Misha lowered her head like an erring student while looking at me.

“But maybe… did I misunderstand…?”

How should I answer this?

Strictly speaking, the reason why he changed his face with Charon that day was because of GM. It was necessary to create an alibi to avoid suspicion of evil spirits.

But…

‘I’m not saying it’s wrong.’

I have never done my ‘duty’ in the Holy Land. The first reason was that I felt uncomfortable with that as a modern person, and the second was Mischa.

I felt like I was committing a big sin, so I did that.

“It wasn’t a misunderstanding… I’m glad…”

Misha sighed in relief as if she had heard the answer through my expression. When I checked the trust that was suddenly broken, I didn’t have much time anymore.

Now I want to know how meaningful this is….

Even if it may seem a little cowardly, I wanted to take this opportunity to shake off all my doubts.

“So is that the end?”

“huh…?”

“Maybe… I thought there might be more reasons for pushing me away…”

As soon as I looked at him with a blurred expression, Misha showed a look of bewilderment.

yes there is something more

When I noticed that he should hurry up and tell me, Misha eventually opened her mouth with a blushing face.

“That… you know…”

“…”

“Because I can’t even have children…”

My head went blank for an instant.

Even if an ogre hit it with a wooden stick, it didn’t seem like it would get a bigger impact than this.

“kid…?”

“Oh don’t get me wrong! It’s not that I can’t give birth to a mother, it’s just that the child I gave birth to isn’t a barbarian…”

I understood what it meant with my head.

It’s about the racial characteristics of the barbarians.

Only barbarian women can give birth to barbarians.

But I understood the context of the words, but I still did not understand.

“What does it matter if my child is a barbarian or not?”

Misha flinched when I said it in a tone that was astounding.

“uh…? Doesn’t it matter?”

That’s natural.

I’m not even a real barbarian.

Whether my child is a barbarian or an enemy, I will give him all my love.

However, Misha did not easily believe my words.

“Lies… All men don’t care about that…”

Well, it might be a natural thought for Misha, who was born and raised in this worldview.

but.

“The world I lived in was different.”

“But… aren’t you also a noble now…?

“stop.”

I’m done with this topic at this point.

It was awkward and somewhat embarrassing to talk about children already.

“Stop talking about this.”

“Ah… uh… that’s right? Yes, it’s not like you still like me…”

“Exactly, before you answer.”

“…then? What is your answer… What?”

“First of all, before answering this.”

I checked the remaining time one more time and said.

“Is there something you’re still hiding from me?”

Misha answered without hesitation in a clear voice.

“doesn’t exist.”

yeah that’s really all

To the point of laughing at me for not believing that there was something to be hidden.

Click.

Soon, the second hand of misaligned trust reached its end and the light faded.

“Then… now… can you answer me?”

For some reason, it was difficult to make eye contact.

Misha was looking at me like nothing in the world was more important than my answer.

‘I have to answer…’

The misplaced trust has already been extinguished.

Even if it was working, it wouldn’t have meant much to me.

“My answer is…”

I honestly confessed my true feelings.

***

It’s like being enchanted.

It is also probably a very vicious curse magic.

[Bjorn Yandel. Me too… I like you.]

[Bjorn Yandel. Me too… I like you.]

[Bjorn Yandel. Me too… I like you.]

No matter how many times I pour cold water on my head and bang my head against the wall while wearing an iron helmet, that voice keeps ringing in my ears.

Oh, and what Bjorn said at the end.

[…That’s right.]

It wasn’t positive.

It wasn’t even a denial.

However, Erwen felt a deep sense of relief in that voice. If what he felt was right, Bjorn was relieved at that moment.

Mischa Karlstein in response to that ungrateful woman.

“……”

What happened to the two of them?

Also, what did ‘that’ mean?

For Erwen now, even thinking about Amman, it was an unknown part.

As soon as Bjorn’s voice was heard in the room, she ran away as if she were running away.

“……”

Why was that?

Why did I have to run away without listening?

She regretted it belatedly, but even if she went back to that moment, it was unclear whether she would do anything else.

Because I was afraid even at this moment.

Because the moment I heard the truth, it seemed that something terrible and irreversible would happen.

“Erwen Fornacci di Tercia.”

So she didn’t go to Bjorn right away and ask. And after thinking and delusion alone for a long time, I headed for this place as if I was running away.

“How long are you going to be like that?”

Amelia Lane Wales.

A room of a woman who was a raider from Noark, but has a connection with Bjorn and is living a new life under the name of Emily Raines.

“If you have any concerns, tell me right away. If you’re willing to listen, I’ll do it.”

“……it’s okay.”

Erwen finally backed off, and Amelia didn’t hold her back, just telling her to come back if she felt like talking.

However, Erwen had no intention of coming here again.

I came here by accident because I was out of my mind for a while.

“…”

Erwen went back to his room and suffered alone. And finally came to a conclusion.

It can’t be.

It was unbelievable that Bjorn would be on such a date with that Jeok Myo woman.

What is Cancer himself less than that woman?

After that conclusion, I felt much more comfortable and was able to leave the room soon.

But…

“Uh…?”

When she came down to the first floor, what she saw was a man and a woman sitting at a table and having a lively conversation.

“Ah… don’t laugh! Isn’t that what you asked me to do? It’s been a while since I made this, so I might make a mistake… I didn’t have the materials because it was a labyrinth…

“Don’t worry. Because it’s delicious enough.”

The woman seemed to have made the man something like food to remember. I stopped on the stairs and watched the scene blankly, when I suddenly met the woman’s eyes.

“Ah Erwen….”

As our eyes met, the woman, who had an awkward expression for a moment, began to put food on her plate.

“Do you want to eat before dinner? That… I make a lot of it and leave it behind…”

For some reason, that image reminded me of old memories.

“ah! If it’s because of that iron helmet, take it to your room and—”

“I do not need.”

Erwen cut off his words coldly and climbed the stairs again. Resisting the urge to throw the plate was good enough.

clap.

Soon after, Erwen climbed the stairs and opened Amelia’s door and went inside. Amelia had a questioning face when she returned from leaving earlier, but that wasn’t the point now.

“Amelia Laneways.”

Erwen spoke the real name of a woman he didn’t usually call.

The time when I left Bjorn and learned by my sister’s side.

The time when a Jeok Miao woman treated herself like a guest as if she had become a hostess.

“…I need help.”

I couldn’t go back to that time.

***

After Erwen climbed the stairs again and disappeared, Misha looked at me with a worried face.

“I… will it be okay…?”

“Don’t worry about Erwen, I’ll tell you well. And… well done.”

“…huh?”

“I meant to give you food. Even knowing that I hate you, it wouldn’t have been easy.”

“Oh, that… it’s nothing. Because we can’t stay like this forever… We’ll have to stay together…”

Misha scratches the awkward table with a sullen face. Even that appearance seemed proud to me.

It’s been a while since I told you not to go out of your way and get along well with the other members of the clan, but I was already trying to keep that word.

Well, apart from that, it got a little awkward.

“….”

“..”

Silence far from natural but not uncomfortable. In it, I remembered my last conversation with Misha.

Thinking back on it, I felt a bit pathetic, but my answer at the time was ‘I don’t know’.

[You don’t know…? What does that mean?]

It’s definitely not something I dislike.

Remnants of the emotions he harbored at that time still remain.

But it’s literally just leftovers.

[Because a lot of time has passed since then…]

From that day on, I tried countless times to shake off my feelings for Misha, and I actually succeeded.

I don’t know what will happen later, but the feelings I have right now are closer to my colleagues than to men and women.

Amelia Erwen Einar Raven…

Any one of the four would have suffered the same hardship and acted similarly in Mischa’s situation.

Anyway, that’s not what’s important.

[Ha ha ha… Then I can’t help it…]

After hearing my honest story, Misha cowered as if she was hurt, but ended the situation like an adult.

[But… are friends okay?]

[Huh?]

[Isn’t it? Even back then… we started as friends…]

[Ah uh uh…]

By the way, at that time I answered with a stupid sound, ‘Isn’t that right?’

It was a pitiful scene that made me want to throw something out of my hand even thinking about it again.

But what can I do?

It’s already past.

“Have you eaten? Shall I bring you more?”

It was when I emptied all the food on my plate in silence.

“Mr. Yandel, are you on the first floor? I was still looking for it.”

Versil appears from the front door as if she had been out since morning and brings the news.

“I got a call from Count St. Red. It seems that the tombstone research is finally over. They told me to come over there.”

“The research is over… Do you know what happened?”

“I don’t know, but I think I failed.”

“I see… Well, if you go and listen, you’ll understand. Then come.”

“Ugh… have a good trip.”

As soon as I got up from my seat, Misha greeted me, and Versil tilted her head while watching this.

“You two…”

“Do you have something to say?”

“…no. nothing.”

I laughed at Versil’s words.

there is nothing

“Can I talk to you for a minute?”

“I will.”

It’s obvious what you want to say when you come back.

There will be worries about Misha, who has a feeling of being a traitor, and there will be thoughts of naturally sharing what happened in the community yesterday.

‘I think I can say then that I don’t have to worry anymore…’

Afterwards, as I headed towards the mansion with the dimensional stele, the village chief was waiting for me on the first floor.

“Here you are.”

“Greetings are over, say whatever you want to say.”

When pressed to get to the point quickly, the village chief informed them that the 10-day study of the dimensional stele had failed, and that they had therefore decided to leave the village today.

“Just today…?”

“I was just in the mood to do it, but I completely failed, so I can’t waste more time.”

well that’s it

In the first place, I didn’t expect that I would be resting this long.

“So I wanted to hear from you before I left. I have no intention of intervening in your exploration. Where do you want us to go next?”

I must have rested enough to rest unintentionally.

It was time to go exploring again.